I wear full leather outfits to show men I am a whore, my leather outfits are not those a Dominatrix wears but a prostitute on a corner in the ghetto w...ears to get the attention of men. I love thigh high leather boots and crotch high leather boots I own both. I also love being tied up or having my hands cuffed behind my back, when in bondage like that also having my mouth gagged, I feel a sense of total helplessness to the men who tie me up or cuffs my hands behind my back. Feeling helpless as a. I had never even sat in a car this valuable, let alone drive one. I started the engine and cautiously made my way to the airport.Arriving well before Belle was scheduled in, I had no idea where I should park this gem I was driving. One of the outdoor attendants, who knew as soon as he saw the car who it belonged to, approached the window. He instructed me on how to get to the private parking area of the airport and I was off to complete the next leg of my mission.Leg? Why did I say 'leg'? No!. One day, I and Karthik had a sleepover at my place. It was raining heavily from the midnight. The next day morning it was still raining, we were sleeping naked and the place was so cold. Karthik woke up and saw the time; it was 4:30 in the morning. He came close to me whispered in my ears, “Bro, I am feeling so hot. I am going to go down and fuck your mom”. I was too sleepy to bother about it.All of a sudden, I woke up realizing that Karthik was gone for a long time and I have been sleeping. We were sweating already and had barely gotten started. She flicked her tongue back and forth across my nipples getting me worked up and breathing heavy and then she would nip at them with her teeth making my nipples so hard they could have broken glass. While giving my tits much needed attention she was working her right left hand down my stomach, caressing my thighs, and ruffling my pubic hair in between her fingers. I was so hot I wanted to just throw her down, spread her open, and never.